From field work to family walks. Catching life’s curveballs with grace and the occasional afternoon snooze. 😴 Recently, I drove past House #81 on the UN Crescent Avenue. The Gate is Still Black. Unchanged. But hanging on it now, a bold “To Let” sign. Quietly announcing that the space we once filled with ideas, spreadsheets,ContinueContinue reading “Nine Months In: On Curve Balls, Closed Gates & Carrying On”